User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120405021336/@comment-3474228-20120415194911

A rat with a sneer on his face walks over and grabs the pickaxe away from JR roughly. He grabs JR's arms and drags him to the slave pens, where the other prisoners are being given their pickaxes. The guard points to the slave pens. "Inside, riverdog. Lucky yew, gettin' t'work under a cool night sky, unlike yer mates who 'ave t'sweat under th'sun."